In the middle of the savannah lives a tribe of hyaenids, men half hyena, and what some humans of the Seasonal Continent call gnolls. A small cub, victim of constant mistreatment, sleeps amidst nightmares and lives without desire. Until he meets the young daughter of the most powerful matriarch.
Meanwhile, behind the Great Wall, the humans of the Iurio Empire live their lives at the expense of the non-human slaves.
Rumors of the emperor's death spread across the savannah. This news accelerates the Solar Kingdom's plans to invade the Empire.
The species and philosophies of each are about to collide in an unprecedented conflict that will transform all living creatures, trolls, orcs, gnomes, avians, hyaenids, and humans. What will emerge from this confrontation?

Fleas - Songs of the Gnolls I

"Did they get through the bridge? Hmm, you're screwed." 


"'We' are. I don't think they'll welcome you with open arms after your betrayal" 


Huauau nodded. Dannke was more worried than angry. He could feel the room where the hyaenid was imprisoned closing tighter and tighter, trapping him, squeezing his bones. It shouldn't be long before Lei Livilan's reinforcements arrive, but resources were running out fast and the villagers were getting more and more impatient with each passing day. The tension was at a breaking point. 


"You said you had other ideas to counter the invasion, I'm willing to hear them." 


"Those ideas depended on the moat and the trolls not being able to act... Wait a minute," the hyaenid scratched his jaw and began to walk in a circle. "The trolls are already on this side, but the inner wall has not fallen yet. Why not?" 


"Maybe they want to wipe out the humans on the outside first." 


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